A Donde Va
Andrés Cepeda
Where Does It Go
Where do people go where do the streets go
Where does beauty go where does my mother go
Where is the crime where are the miracles
Where is the sublime where what we love
Where is the beautiful where the terrible
Where do the things you looked at invisibly go
They leave and return without being called
You leave and don't remember anything
Because I'm always looking far away
Because every time I leave I get lost
And it will never change and nothing interests me
If everything remains still while I keep spinning
Where is your bed where is your body
Where the insane where the sick
Where is my life where your dilemmas
Where Jorge Mora and all his poems
Where is the homeland where the one who writes it
Where does glory go where the unfading
They leave and return without being called
You leave and don't remember anything
Because I'm always looking far away
Because every time I leave I get lost
And it will never remain and nothing interests me
And everything remains still while I keep spinning
